Congratulations are due to Glen Estill, who got his two Vestas V82s on the Bruce Peninsula running today. Glen is a pioneer of wind energy in Ontario, and we’re all grateful to him for his tireless work for the industry.
Update: further to my wind turbines from space obsession, I found Glen’s original V80 turbine at 44° 56′ 46.42″ N, 81° 15′ 47.12″ W.
Not all of these could be classed as banjo tunes, but I’d want to try, anyway:
Stewart’s Images :: UK October 2006 contains photos of our trip.
Yesterday went to The Twelfth Fret and traded in the Goodtime for this:
It’s a Gold Tone Bob Carlin Signature. It sounds beautiful, and unlike me, plays like a dream. So if I’m not blogging so much, this might just be the reason.
This might be Nic Jones: I’m Going In A Field [mp3]. I’m not sure, though.
Whoever it is, it’s rather good, and accompanies part of the Claptrap DVD of Ivor Cutler’s Looking for the Truth with a Pin / Cutler’s Last Stand.
Shaira & Azim next door gave us some wonderful Eid sweets, plus a teatowel with an appropriate motif. Yay, thanks!
We lost a cory the other night. There were no warning signs beforehand.
Well, that’s CanWEA done another year. I think a good time was had by all.
Just arrived in Winnipeg for the CanWEA conference. It looks an interesting town, but I’ll be stuck inside, sadly.
This year, unlike 2004, I’ll have White Poppies for sale at Toronto Quaker Meeting.
Philip Gosse’s The Pirates’ Who’s Who, from Project Gutenberg.
Browsing The National Archives: Public Information Films probably explains too much about the UK psyche.
[Rick Ciarnello, president of the Vancouver Hells Angels chapter] claims he has been treated rudely by his local supermarket staff, and he says many people are no longer friendly toward him, and instead fear him or avoid him altogether.
Jetlag is bad, but all is well. Canadian Affair are pretty good for a budget airline.
Most of the eentsy platies made it. They were hiding in the water sprite, which is now the size of a lettuce.
Now to sort through the 268 pictures I took …
We’re flying back today. It’s been a great trip.
We had a great lunch with Neil at The Grain Store in Edinburgh today.
Went to Harry Ramsden’s in Glasgow last night for old time’s sake, and we probably won’t ever be back. The service was slow, the food so-so, and the bathrooms disgusting. It has lost its Harryness, alas.
Scotland beat France 1-0 yesterday. Here are some Scots enjoying the health benefits of smoking in the drizzle:
I see that my company’s Outlook Web Access does much niftier things on IE than on FireFox:
You don’t get those options of Firefox. Bah
But in true MS dunderhead fashion, when you quit the mail client, it clears all your cookies — including the ones of sessions on other sites. Microsoft, this isn’t DOS; people multitask these days …